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[abracafcku]

Who: Taako and alllll y'all
Broadcast: Yes
Action: First Breath
When: 11/7

[Taako's not wearing his costume today, but considering what he is wearing? People might not be able to tell the difference. He's lying on his bed on the First Breath, the wall behind him carpeted in mismatched beaded curtains and hung with shawls of various colors and patterns. He's wrapped up in a giant rainbow colored feather boa and a shimmery white shirt with his wizard hat decked out in rainbow ribbons and stars - it's a huge mess and he doesn't look like he cares.]

Sooo question for all of you nerds out there: anyone out there have experience with dimensional or planar magic or travel?

Because besides the party - which was totally great - this "drift" thing is boring the shit out of me. I thought about blowing something up just to break up the monotony, but I figured learning something might be a smidge more useful.

[But only a smidge.]

Comments

[necromanswers]

Nah, that's too harsh. If I blew you up, how would you learn your lesson? More fun to humiliate you terribly so you never forget about me.

[..........ah

well now she's made herself sad.]

[abracafcku]

[Gj, Lup. /drives that knife in a little more]

Pfft, like I could forget you with how much of a pain in the ass you'd be trying to be a spooky ghost. I hope you're better at it than the other guy.

[necromanswers]

[ow. owwwwwwww. She exhales through the nose, quiet for a moment. Just ride it out, Lup, ride that pain wave.]

...Well, I'd at least know that showing up every few months at most and running off almost immediately is no way to haunt somebody. I'd stick around for the long game, for sure.

[abracafcku]

You better. Because you've seen how dumb we are. We'd probably forget you were trying to haunt us if you left for too long and just assume you were back to, I dunno, give us cookies or a prophesy or something.

[Us. Him and Mags and Merle - who aren't here. Fuck. Taako rolls his eyes to keep from letting that get to him.]

[necromanswers]

[It's okay, Taako, she misses them too. Even if he can't know or remember why.]

Oooh, how about a prophecy on cookies? Like a word puzzle, can you piece it together before one of you scarfs them all down? My money's on nope.

[abracafcku]

Ha! Like we'd get to even see one piece of it before Magnus eats everything and the damn table.

[What a lovable moron. Mostly.]

You know he ate a relic, right? Did that get passed around as a company memo?

[necromanswers]

[She snorts.]

That's the sort of memo that would be top priority in our group. Like a front page headline of a newspaper. "You would not believe what happened in the Miller lab!" He's lucky his stomach wasn't turned to tourmaline.

[She can't even count the number of times "guess what he did now" was said during the 100 years they traveled together. Magnus rushes in- and some things never change.]

[abracafcku]

Hah! You could fill an entire paper with just shit he's done. Guess what Magnus did now? He headbutt a dinosaur? Nah, that was last week. Jumped out of a flying battlewagon? Nope, two weeks ago.

[Magnus was seriously a neverending source of wtfery and amusement.

...Gods, he missed that chucklefuck.]

[necromanswers]

We ought to find and befriend the dumbest lunkhead in the fleet, obviously. We'd have endless entertainment.

[And a proper meatshield, ideally. Every wizard needs one of those.]

[abracafcku]

Natch, but the hard part is finding one. It seems like everyone here who almost matches the type end up being too smart or too goody-two-shoes or too something. Mags was-- is kinda like a perfect storm - they don't come around all that often.

[necromanswers]

I'll take your word for it.

[She agrees, but this is probably toeing the line of knowing too much already, so she's not going to let slip that she knows Magnus as well as he does- better than, at this point, with their century lost.]

Hmm... looks like we'll have to keep a close eye out. My captain's got potential for the meathead requirement, but I don't know him well enough to make a decision on the rest yet.

[abracafcku]

Your captain is that giant tiefling looking fella, right? With the eyepatch and more muscles than neck?

[What was his name??? He'd seen him from the distance - he's kind of hard to miss - but Taako did his best not to get caught whenever he was sneaking about on the Heron.]

[necromanswers]

Iron Bull, yeah. He's already established the fact that he'd rather smack things around than throw magic at 'em, so that sounds familiar enough.

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Pfft yeah, a guy that looks like him? Probably not the subtle type.

[Iron Bull, huh? What an appropriate fucking name if he's ever heard one]

How's he as a captain?

[necromanswers]

He's... fine.

[He's no Cap'nport, but y'know.]

I kind of get the feeling that "captain" around here is more of a formality title. It's not like there's much captaining to do, and I don't follow his orders or anything.

[abracafcku]

[Oh-ho? What's this? That hesitation is a little weird. Taako didn't really give a crap about letting Loki call himself captain, but Lup seems like she kind of does care.]

Yeah no doubt. Not much "captaining" to do around here and not everyone takes it as seriously as some. [Jim takes it very seriously, for example. He really should lighten up.]

Does he even give orders? Are there even any worth giving?

[necromanswers]

Not really. There's a couple of ship rules, I guess, and he bugs me to cook for them, but I do that anyway so it's not like he's forcing me into it.

[And if he tried, well, there's ways around that sort of thing.]

[abracafcku]

Oh right, you're security, huh? [Makes sense for her. He's glad cooking is his job, even if he still sweats a little every time they eat something he makes. He's getting over it at least.]

What ship rules are there? Don't blow each other out the airlock for funsies?

[necromanswers]

Along those lines, yeah. Don't blow people up, don't blow the ship up, don't summon any demons- he has a big problem with demons, apparently.

[abracafcku]

Don't we all?

[He hasn't really run into that many demons in his line of work, but it's bound to happen eventually.]

Maybe the big guy's got a demonphobia and he doesn't want anyone to know.

[necromanswers]

I dunno, it didn't strike me as a phobia so much as an annoyance. He says that mages on his world attract demons by using their magic, or something like that? It sounds messy, either way. Glad we don't live there.

[abracafcku]

Well fuck me. I woulda died in like... what? [Shit, how old was he when he started messing around with magic? Ugh, how long as it been since he cursed himself with Go-Gurt???

He was young, he knows that much. 15? 17? Maybe 20 years old? Not that big yet.]

Pfft, way too fast for Taako that's for sure. Fuuuuuuck that place.

[necromanswers]

You and me both.

[Considering how they'd been learning magic side by side, they'd have been summoning double-demons as weenie children. They would be sooooo dead, without the perk of a Starblaster revival.]

I don't even know how the mechanics of that would work. Demons don't just spontaneously pop up like daisies.

[abracafcku]

[...He snorts like he's trying to hold back a tide of laughter and when he speaks his voice is strained.]

Maybe they're like... [Snrk] Like... Maybe they're--

[Fck nope, he's going to lose it. He wheezes and disappears from view of the camera, flopping onto the bed to muffle his laughter. The mental image of demons just popping up wearing daisy hats is too much for him.]

[necromanswers]

[She quirks a brow, lips curving into a smirk, then gestures to something off-screen.]

Oh noooo, look, I cast a spell and here they come! It's the curse of the Heron's captain!

[And then she turns her comm to face the opposite wall, where a pair of daisy-topped demons are crawling up out of the floor, limbs flailing, groaning "maaaaagic~" like zombies and reaching towards the camera.]